Post by Fluffy on Feb 5, 2008 23:20:35 GMT -5
!! Contains a bit of mature content !!
Hinthial Zusleva Flere
Name | Hinthial Zusleva
---pr. HIN-thee-all TSOOS-lay-vah
---Origin Etruscan
Family Name | Flere
---pr. FLAY-ray
---Origin Etruscan
Alias | Hinth, Hinthial, Zusleva, Zus
Gender | Male
Species | Shape-Shifter
---Specifics | Timber x Arctic
Age
Human 17 human yrs
WereWolf 17 Human yrs
Feral Wolf 1.62 Dog yrs
D.O.B July 19
Height
Human 5’7
Were 6’7
Feral 2’9
Weight
Human 97lbs
Were 106lbs
Feral 78lbs
Sexuality | Bisexual
~*Relations*~
SAMPLE = Deceased
Mom | Shye
--- pr.SH-eye
--- Origin None
Dad | Huhnterr
--- pr.HUN-ter
--- Origin None
Siblings |Kaste (M), Laiila (F), Karii (F)
Mate | None
Ex-Mate(s) |Khahalu (F)
Spawn | None
Pack | None
Ex-Pack(s) | Aiser
Rank | Wanderer
~*What Hinthial Thinks of YOU*~
---NONE---
~*Appearance*~
Skin/fur
Human Dark Tan Skin
Were Chocolate fur
Feral Chocolate fur
Markings (feral/were only) | Vanilla spots on tail, paws, and maw sleet stripes on fore shin Gold triangles stripes on hind shin
Eyes (all) | White with diluted pupils and popping red veins
Natural Extras (all)| Mohawk of red hair
Accessories (all)| Two rubber bands around his mouth (wolf/were forms only), three hoops and three stud earrings, chain collar, ‘X’ arm band, animal tooth bracelet, rhombus wristband, two gold bracelets, red band, optional bandage over toe or prosthetic toe in human form.
Tattoos (all)| Blue peace sign on forehead and hind flank, gold triangles under eye, neon blue spots next to other eye.
Scars/Injuries (all)| Half ripped off ear, four scratches on back of neck, scratch on ankle, bite on flank, large area over rump, large area on tail, missing toe
~*Build*~
Human Scrawny and lithe, he looks like a stick, can run fast, but doesn’t have much muscle built up.
Were Well muscled, built with strength and stealth as well as canine enhanced senses
Feral Well muscled, built with strength and stealth as well as enhanced canine senses
~*Personality*~
With a hard past and no easier of a life, he has anything but a positive outlook on life. He shelters himself from becoming a close friend to anyone, much less a lover, though he won’t say no to a good conversation or just some interaction. Even the coldest of souls needs a little socialization now and again.
Even though he gives compassion the cold shoulder, that doesn’t mean Hinthial isn’t loyal. If you somehow manage to become his friend, which is probably the full extent of his feelings towards other living beings, he will protect with his life and never betray your trust. The only way to become his friend is to be around Hinth quite a bit and repeatedly show him you have only good intentions toward him. Eventually he’ll realize you have to intention to betray him.
Hinthial is very trustworthy; he feels the wrongs of his past should NOT be committed. Disloyalty is one of the things that caused chaos in his history. Which also explains why he’s a loyal friend, then he was also beaten and thus he is now a protective sort.
Even though he is a somewhat perfect friend, there are those flaws in Hinth’s personality. One little slip of loyalty and he’ll be on you with teeth and claws. If you use any magic on him he’ll also give you some scars. Some other things that set him off include rape, murder, abuse, and other nonconsensual acts.
~*Beliefs*~
||His pack is mostly based off the Etruscans, which for those of you who don’t know is an ancient civilization that lived in current day Italy.||
Raised in a Pack that started back in the times of the Etruscans, you’d think he believed a lot of the stuff they did long ago. Not so. The only thing they retained as a belief was that any act of nature can be read as a sign. Other than that they believe that you must bury someone with one of their most loved, inanimate objects, which they had in life in order for them to get to the ‘greater place.’ They also adopted a caste system based of the Hindu’s and nirvana from Buddhism, though they put the alpha’s and their ‘greater being’ in place of the Buddhist.
Hinth decided to abandon the caste system in the sense that all beings come into the Earth as equals and their actions decide how they’re treated. Also, he doesn’t believe ALL alphas are teachers from the ‘greater being.’ But he was raised with the rest the stuff that he had no reason to disagree with, while the caste system had acted against him. He doesn’t mention religion much because it can cause serious debates.
~*Complete History*~
For those who SERIOUSLY think they get this guy to trust them…Or if you have too much free time…here:
Italic words are Estrucan or Itialian
Aisar Pack originated centuries ago, in a wealthy Etruscan spur called Felathri Arezza. The mineral infested town was flooding with shape-shifters in disguise, most of which were wolves. A couple of aristocrats currently placed in positions of political power, but not quite at the top, decided they deserved more. They could sense all those of their own kind around them, and all those of their own kind new they were the most powerful of their race, and that they could bring shifters to the top.
Gleefully, the pair called together all the wolf shifters to a lonesome area in the forest. All attended in feral form, and many were rejected for being too weak. In the end a select group of the finest stood ready to abandon this dump and claim some territory.
“So what will we call this pack?” the best runner up for beta questioned. “Aisar Pack,” the alpha male replied, quite sure of himself. The rest of the pack grinned and whispered amongst themselves, all eager to live up to their pack name.
Years later, the pack had migrated all the way to the upper areas of Asia, in present day Russia. Living near the shorelines and residing in a nearby village that they’d recently taken ownership of by running out the human inhabitants. This village was quickly named Spur Aisar, City of the Gods.
The pack resided in its given territory until the day it was passed down to Huhnterr and his mate, Shye, Hinthial’s parents.
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Hinthial Zusleva was born into a litter of four, one of two males, oldest, and heir to the alpha throne. His life was planned completely. The day his dad turned 40 he would take over the alpha position. He would marry the lovely and wise healer, Khahalu, who would be able to aid him in leadership. He would expand the territory his fair share, he would listen to his father until the day he died, when he would hopefully have learned enough to rule on his own, with Khahalu by his side. Loyal and intelligent as ever. He didn’t favor having a set future, the only thing he looked forward to in the future was his becoming alpha, when he could easily abandon the pack and pursue his own dreams.
When he went to his mother, who’d always been the kindest figure in his life, and spoke of his dreams, she turned on him. She lashed out furiously, giving him the scars on his back. Afraid, Hinth retreated to the shadows, wandering about the village in the dark areas of the Spur Aisar. Khahalu became worried, she felt her position as the alphess was now in jeopardy with Hinthial’s depression at loosing his mother’s support, so she went to him.
Kha confronted him, asking him in the comfort of his lovely shadows what had gotten into him. Glumly, Hinth explained the horrible assault of his disloyal mother. Khahalu sighed, reminding him he was to honor his mother and father to the end of their days, any good offspring knew and obeyed this law. She put a gentle hand on Hinth’s shoulder, her cheery expression for once killed, Hinth turned away as she walked off.
Content on ensuring her spot in the caste system, Khahalu took to flirting with Hinth’s only brother, the one who would surely be the next alpha. Kaste couldn’t help but fall in love with the lovely Kha, but he felt great guilt and called his brother to the fanu, where he confessed to Hinthial his quickly developing love for Khahalu. Hinth smirked, “You can HAVE her, Kas,” he said snickering at her sinful deeds. It went against all the pack laws, how dare that little bitch!
Later that day Hinthial went to Khahanu, who falsely rejoiced his arrival. Her family smiled, but it was clear they knew she was really after Kaste. “May I request a word with you,” Hinth ordered, not requested. “Uh, sure,” Kha answered surprised. “Alone.”
Casting a nervous glance back at her family, Khahalu followed Hinth out of the house. He led her a ways away, far enough away no one could hear her scream.
“You backstabbing TRAITOR!” Hinthial snarled loudly, shifting into his were form and dragging large claws across her face.
“No, Please!” Khahalu shouted in despair, falling back, tears in her eyes.
Hinth growled and cold heartedly slaughtered his supposed to be mate. He howled over his kill with pride and caught a caribou to cover the assassination, later going to the fanu to request to be forgiven for the murder of Kha. Who should wander by as he cried at the feet of their sacred statue but Kaste, hearing Hinth sob the story of Khahalu to the statue.
“YOU KILLED HER!” Kaste howled angrily, falling into his feral form and charging towards his brother. He leapt, but Hinth turned soon enough to nearly dodge the blow, still a painful amount of his tail was ripped out. Hinthial cried out.
“Don’t make me kill you,” he sobbed, his head facing the skies. Kaste didn’t seem to take the warning into consideration as he turned, lashing out at Hinth once more, who surprised him by fighting back.
As Kaste drew his final breath at the feet of his brother Huhnterr tackled the alpha heir agains the statue, knocking him out.
++++++
For a few days Hinth was out cold, until alas he opened an eye. The color around his pupil had been drained, and the small veins of his eyes were popping against the white background. His eyes were wide and round, obviously he’d suffered severe head trauma, brain damage to an extent.
As he looked towards the healer that had been tending to him over the past days she nearly dropped dead at his hideous eyes. But not before he fell to the ground, cringing and squirming. She recognized it as a seizure and knelt down, protecting his head from a painful blow.
Then he was blacked out again for the rest of the day, awaking at night with cold sweat covering his body after a fretful nightmare. Green, acidic saliva dripped from his mouth, a symptom of his brain damage. The nurse edged towards the door as Hinth spoke in a twisted voice, “Where are you going? You aren’t…LEAVING me…are you?” He snickered evilly and lay down, erupting in a laughing fit before walking over to the door, turning to the nurse and whispering shhhhh before disappearing out the door.
++++++
The second Hinth set foot out of that door, his father was upon him in his feral form, and thus Hinth, too, shifted into a feral, fighting with his father. At the end of their quarrel, no one had one. All that could be seen was Hinthial running towards the shoreline where he thrust himself into the freezing water without thinking and began swimming for Canada. He reached this land many weeks late, exhausted and with his thick muscles cramping.
Immediately after setting foot onto land, Hinth fell into a seizure. Rolling about on the shoreline, the seizure ended in him blacking out and being drug away by a loner. Too tired to do anything, Hinth let himself be dragged away.
A few minutes late Hinthial returned to consciousness, a dark furry figure looming over him…touching him…everywhere. He went into panic, squirming, but finding he was chained down. He growled at the figure looming over him who in turn chuckled and continued what he was doing. Hinth cried out from the depth of the furry’s home, but none could hear him.
He became away of a stinging pain in his head and thigh, looking down he noticed a blue peace mark branded onto him and then painted. The figure was now a little ways away from him, fiddling with foods, “You like? I proclaimed that blue peace mark my trademark,” the man snickered, “There’s one on your head too.”
For several months Hinth was forced to live with the unnamed stranger and his constant raping, until at last Hinth had gotten back his strength. When finally he could fight back, he was able to free himself from the evil man, taking with him a chain necklace that had been hoarded by his sexual assaulter, who now lay dead on his beloved bed where so much wrong had been done to 15 year old Hinthial.
+++++++
Only a year late, the wolf found himself in Alaska. He met a clan of Arctic wolves and became a close friend of a vampiric arctic wolf named Jaehr. Thinking the two of them were close friends, Hinthial let himself be lured into Jae’s lair where the wolf proceeded to attempt to draw blood from Hinth. Enraged by more disloyalty, he attacked and killed Jaehr, leaving Alaska and fleeing elsewhere with tears in his wild eyes.
Powers
Shape shifting into a Human, Were, or Feral.
Acidic spit caused by having a seizure or by will.
Enhanced canine senses in all forms.
Weaknesses/Oddities
Seizures
Blackouts
Cold Heart
Bad Background
Socially withdraw/inactive
S T A T S
I N T E L L I G E N C E : * * * * * * * * * *
S P E E D : * * * * * * * * * *
H U N T I N G S K I L L : * * * * * * * * * *
F I G H T I N G S K I L L : * * * * * * * * * *
H E A L T H : * * * * * * * * * *
S A N I T Y : * * * * * * * * * *
S E R I O U S : * * * * * * * * * *
H U M O R : * * * * * * * * * *
||he may have the skill, just doesn't use it xD||
~*GLOSSARY*~
ETRUSCAN
Aisar (EYE-sar) = Gods
Aisna/Eisna (EYE-snah) = Sacrifice
Alpnu (AHLP-noo) = Give
Ati (AH-tee) = Mother
Celu (KEH-loo) = Priest
Clan (CLAHN) = Son
Cvil (KWILL) = Offer
Fanu (FAH-noo) = Sanctuary/Temple
Fler (FLAIR) = Sacrifice
Flerchva Ratum Tur (fLAIRK-wa RAH-toom TOOR) = Carry out the sacrifice according to the law.
Flere (FLAY-ray) = God
Hinthial (HIN-thee-ALL) = Spirit; Ghost
Rashna (RAHSH-nah) = Etruscan
Ruva (ROO-vah) = Brother
Spur (SPOOR) = City
Thuleri (TOO-lair-ee) = Beyond the borders
Zatlath (TSAT-lat) = Companion
Zusleva (TSOOS-lay-vah) = offering; Sacrifice
ITALIAN
Apprendista = Apprentice
Attento = Be Careful
Bravo = Well Done
Buongiorno = Good Morning; Hello
Cara = Dear
Che Caldo = How hot it is.
Ciao = hi; bye
D’accordo = agreed
È gui = He’s here
Ecco = That’s it
Eh giá = Oh Right
Grazie = Thanks; Thank You
Molto Bravo = Excellent
Permesso? = May I come in?
Si = Yes
Su, Andiamo = Come on!
Ti Adoro = I adore you.
Hinthial Zusleva Flere
Name | Hinthial Zusleva
---pr. HIN-thee-all TSOOS-lay-vah
---Origin Etruscan
Family Name | Flere
---pr. FLAY-ray
---Origin Etruscan
Alias | Hinth, Hinthial, Zusleva, Zus
Gender | Male
Species | Shape-Shifter
---Specifics | Timber x Arctic
Age
Human 17 human yrs
WereWolf 17 Human yrs
Feral Wolf 1.62 Dog yrs
D.O.B July 19
Height
Human 5’7
Were 6’7
Feral 2’9
Weight
Human 97lbs
Were 106lbs
Feral 78lbs
Sexuality | Bisexual
~*Relations*~
Mom | Shye
--- pr.
--- Origin None
Dad | Huhnterr
--- pr.
--- Origin None
Siblings |
Mate | None
Ex-Mate(s) |
Spawn | None
Pack | None
Ex-Pack(s) | Aiser
Rank | Wanderer
~*What Hinthial Thinks of YOU*~
---NONE---
~*Appearance*~
Skin/fur
Human Dark Tan Skin
Were Chocolate fur
Feral Chocolate fur
Markings (feral/were only) | Vanilla spots on tail, paws, and maw sleet stripes on fore shin Gold triangles stripes on hind shin
Eyes (all) | White with diluted pupils and popping red veins
Natural Extras (all)| Mohawk of red hair
Accessories (all)| Two rubber bands around his mouth (wolf/were forms only), three hoops and three stud earrings, chain collar, ‘X’ arm band, animal tooth bracelet, rhombus wristband, two gold bracelets, red band, optional bandage over toe or prosthetic toe in human form.
Tattoos (all)| Blue peace sign on forehead and hind flank, gold triangles under eye, neon blue spots next to other eye.
Scars/Injuries (all)| Half ripped off ear, four scratches on back of neck, scratch on ankle, bite on flank, large area over rump, large area on tail, missing toe
~*Build*~
Human Scrawny and lithe, he looks like a stick, can run fast, but doesn’t have much muscle built up.
Were Well muscled, built with strength and stealth as well as canine enhanced senses
Feral Well muscled, built with strength and stealth as well as enhanced canine senses
~*Personality*~
With a hard past and no easier of a life, he has anything but a positive outlook on life. He shelters himself from becoming a close friend to anyone, much less a lover, though he won’t say no to a good conversation or just some interaction. Even the coldest of souls needs a little socialization now and again.
Even though he gives compassion the cold shoulder, that doesn’t mean Hinthial isn’t loyal. If you somehow manage to become his friend, which is probably the full extent of his feelings towards other living beings, he will protect with his life and never betray your trust. The only way to become his friend is to be around Hinth quite a bit and repeatedly show him you have only good intentions toward him. Eventually he’ll realize you have to intention to betray him.
Hinthial is very trustworthy; he feels the wrongs of his past should NOT be committed. Disloyalty is one of the things that caused chaos in his history. Which also explains why he’s a loyal friend, then he was also beaten and thus he is now a protective sort.
Even though he is a somewhat perfect friend, there are those flaws in Hinth’s personality. One little slip of loyalty and he’ll be on you with teeth and claws. If you use any magic on him he’ll also give you some scars. Some other things that set him off include rape, murder, abuse, and other nonconsensual acts.
~*Beliefs*~
||His pack is mostly based off the Etruscans, which for those of you who don’t know is an ancient civilization that lived in current day Italy.||
Raised in a Pack that started back in the times of the Etruscans, you’d think he believed a lot of the stuff they did long ago. Not so. The only thing they retained as a belief was that any act of nature can be read as a sign. Other than that they believe that you must bury someone with one of their most loved, inanimate objects, which they had in life in order for them to get to the ‘greater place.’ They also adopted a caste system based of the Hindu’s and nirvana from Buddhism, though they put the alpha’s and their ‘greater being’ in place of the Buddhist.
Hinth decided to abandon the caste system in the sense that all beings come into the Earth as equals and their actions decide how they’re treated. Also, he doesn’t believe ALL alphas are teachers from the ‘greater being.’ But he was raised with the rest the stuff that he had no reason to disagree with, while the caste system had acted against him. He doesn’t mention religion much because it can cause serious debates.
~*Complete History*~
For those who SERIOUSLY think they get this guy to trust them…Or if you have too much free time…here:
Italic words are Estrucan or Itialian
Aisar Pack originated centuries ago, in a wealthy Etruscan spur called Felathri Arezza. The mineral infested town was flooding with shape-shifters in disguise, most of which were wolves. A couple of aristocrats currently placed in positions of political power, but not quite at the top, decided they deserved more. They could sense all those of their own kind around them, and all those of their own kind new they were the most powerful of their race, and that they could bring shifters to the top.
Gleefully, the pair called together all the wolf shifters to a lonesome area in the forest. All attended in feral form, and many were rejected for being too weak. In the end a select group of the finest stood ready to abandon this dump and claim some territory.
“So what will we call this pack?” the best runner up for beta questioned. “Aisar Pack,” the alpha male replied, quite sure of himself. The rest of the pack grinned and whispered amongst themselves, all eager to live up to their pack name.
Years later, the pack had migrated all the way to the upper areas of Asia, in present day Russia. Living near the shorelines and residing in a nearby village that they’d recently taken ownership of by running out the human inhabitants. This village was quickly named Spur Aisar, City of the Gods.
The pack resided in its given territory until the day it was passed down to Huhnterr and his mate, Shye, Hinthial’s parents.
+++++
Hinthial Zusleva was born into a litter of four, one of two males, oldest, and heir to the alpha throne. His life was planned completely. The day his dad turned 40 he would take over the alpha position. He would marry the lovely and wise healer, Khahalu, who would be able to aid him in leadership. He would expand the territory his fair share, he would listen to his father until the day he died, when he would hopefully have learned enough to rule on his own, with Khahalu by his side. Loyal and intelligent as ever. He didn’t favor having a set future, the only thing he looked forward to in the future was his becoming alpha, when he could easily abandon the pack and pursue his own dreams.
When he went to his mother, who’d always been the kindest figure in his life, and spoke of his dreams, she turned on him. She lashed out furiously, giving him the scars on his back. Afraid, Hinth retreated to the shadows, wandering about the village in the dark areas of the Spur Aisar. Khahalu became worried, she felt her position as the alphess was now in jeopardy with Hinthial’s depression at loosing his mother’s support, so she went to him.
Kha confronted him, asking him in the comfort of his lovely shadows what had gotten into him. Glumly, Hinth explained the horrible assault of his disloyal mother. Khahalu sighed, reminding him he was to honor his mother and father to the end of their days, any good offspring knew and obeyed this law. She put a gentle hand on Hinth’s shoulder, her cheery expression for once killed, Hinth turned away as she walked off.
Content on ensuring her spot in the caste system, Khahalu took to flirting with Hinth’s only brother, the one who would surely be the next alpha. Kaste couldn’t help but fall in love with the lovely Kha, but he felt great guilt and called his brother to the fanu, where he confessed to Hinthial his quickly developing love for Khahalu. Hinth smirked, “You can HAVE her, Kas,” he said snickering at her sinful deeds. It went against all the pack laws, how dare that little bitch!
Later that day Hinthial went to Khahanu, who falsely rejoiced his arrival. Her family smiled, but it was clear they knew she was really after Kaste. “May I request a word with you,” Hinth ordered, not requested. “Uh, sure,” Kha answered surprised. “Alone.”
Casting a nervous glance back at her family, Khahalu followed Hinth out of the house. He led her a ways away, far enough away no one could hear her scream.
“You backstabbing TRAITOR!” Hinthial snarled loudly, shifting into his were form and dragging large claws across her face.
“No, Please!” Khahalu shouted in despair, falling back, tears in her eyes.
Hinth growled and cold heartedly slaughtered his supposed to be mate. He howled over his kill with pride and caught a caribou to cover the assassination, later going to the fanu to request to be forgiven for the murder of Kha. Who should wander by as he cried at the feet of their sacred statue but Kaste, hearing Hinth sob the story of Khahalu to the statue.
“YOU KILLED HER!” Kaste howled angrily, falling into his feral form and charging towards his brother. He leapt, but Hinth turned soon enough to nearly dodge the blow, still a painful amount of his tail was ripped out. Hinthial cried out.
“Don’t make me kill you,” he sobbed, his head facing the skies. Kaste didn’t seem to take the warning into consideration as he turned, lashing out at Hinth once more, who surprised him by fighting back.
As Kaste drew his final breath at the feet of his brother Huhnterr tackled the alpha heir agains the statue, knocking him out.
++++++
For a few days Hinth was out cold, until alas he opened an eye. The color around his pupil had been drained, and the small veins of his eyes were popping against the white background. His eyes were wide and round, obviously he’d suffered severe head trauma, brain damage to an extent.
As he looked towards the healer that had been tending to him over the past days she nearly dropped dead at his hideous eyes. But not before he fell to the ground, cringing and squirming. She recognized it as a seizure and knelt down, protecting his head from a painful blow.
Then he was blacked out again for the rest of the day, awaking at night with cold sweat covering his body after a fretful nightmare. Green, acidic saliva dripped from his mouth, a symptom of his brain damage. The nurse edged towards the door as Hinth spoke in a twisted voice, “Where are you going? You aren’t…LEAVING me…are you?” He snickered evilly and lay down, erupting in a laughing fit before walking over to the door, turning to the nurse and whispering shhhhh before disappearing out the door.
++++++
The second Hinth set foot out of that door, his father was upon him in his feral form, and thus Hinth, too, shifted into a feral, fighting with his father. At the end of their quarrel, no one had one. All that could be seen was Hinthial running towards the shoreline where he thrust himself into the freezing water without thinking and began swimming for Canada. He reached this land many weeks late, exhausted and with his thick muscles cramping.
Immediately after setting foot onto land, Hinth fell into a seizure. Rolling about on the shoreline, the seizure ended in him blacking out and being drug away by a loner. Too tired to do anything, Hinth let himself be dragged away.
A few minutes late Hinthial returned to consciousness, a dark furry figure looming over him…touching him…everywhere. He went into panic, squirming, but finding he was chained down. He growled at the figure looming over him who in turn chuckled and continued what he was doing. Hinth cried out from the depth of the furry’s home, but none could hear him.
He became away of a stinging pain in his head and thigh, looking down he noticed a blue peace mark branded onto him and then painted. The figure was now a little ways away from him, fiddling with foods, “You like? I proclaimed that blue peace mark my trademark,” the man snickered, “There’s one on your head too.”
For several months Hinth was forced to live with the unnamed stranger and his constant raping, until at last Hinth had gotten back his strength. When finally he could fight back, he was able to free himself from the evil man, taking with him a chain necklace that had been hoarded by his sexual assaulter, who now lay dead on his beloved bed where so much wrong had been done to 15 year old Hinthial.
+++++++
Only a year late, the wolf found himself in Alaska. He met a clan of Arctic wolves and became a close friend of a vampiric arctic wolf named Jaehr. Thinking the two of them were close friends, Hinthial let himself be lured into Jae’s lair where the wolf proceeded to attempt to draw blood from Hinth. Enraged by more disloyalty, he attacked and killed Jaehr, leaving Alaska and fleeing elsewhere with tears in his wild eyes.
And So Here He Stands.
~*Brief History*~
*Hinth’s Pack was created in Etruscan Times
*He was heir to alpha position and had a set life
*Didn’t like the idea of a set life and confessed this to his mom
*Mom turned on him
*Went into depression and lost his pre-determined mate
*Murdered his mate
*Murdered his brother who had stolen his mate
*Was knocked unconscious by dad
*Woke and had a seizure
*Got Healed and left the hospital
*Was attacked by Dad
*Ran away to Canada
*Was too weak to escape the rapist that captured him
*Escaped and ran to Alaska
*Met vampire wolf that he trusted (Jaehr)
*Jaehr turns on him and attempts to draw blood from him
*Hinth is alone in the world
~*Brief History*~
*Hinth’s Pack was created in Etruscan Times
*He was heir to alpha position and had a set life
*Didn’t like the idea of a set life and confessed this to his mom
*Mom turned on him
*Went into depression and lost his pre-determined mate
*Murdered his mate
*Murdered his brother who had stolen his mate
*Was knocked unconscious by dad
*Woke and had a seizure
*Got Healed and left the hospital
*Was attacked by Dad
*Ran away to Canada
*Was too weak to escape the rapist that captured him
*Escaped and ran to Alaska
*Met vampire wolf that he trusted (Jaehr)
*Jaehr turns on him and attempts to draw blood from him
*Hinth is alone in the world
Powers
Shape shifting into a Human, Were, or Feral.
Acidic spit caused by having a seizure or by will.
Enhanced canine senses in all forms.
Weaknesses/Oddities
Seizures
Blackouts
Cold Heart
Bad Background
Socially withdraw/inactive
S T A T S
I N T E L L I G E N C E : * * * * * * * * * *
S P E E D : * * * * * * * * * *
H U N T I N G S K I L L : * * * * * * * * * *
F I G H T I N G S K I L L : * * * * * * * * * *
H E A L T H : * * * * * * * * * *
S A N I T Y : * * * * * * * * * *
S E R I O U S : * * * * * * * * * *
H U M O R : * * * * * * * * * *
||he may have the skill, just doesn't use it xD||
~*GLOSSARY*~
ETRUSCAN
Aisar (EYE-sar) = Gods
Aisna/Eisna (EYE-snah) = Sacrifice
Alpnu (AHLP-noo) = Give
Ati (AH-tee) = Mother
Celu (KEH-loo) = Priest
Clan (CLAHN) = Son
Cvil (KWILL) = Offer
Fanu (FAH-noo) = Sanctuary/Temple
Fler (FLAIR) = Sacrifice
Flerchva Ratum Tur (fLAIRK-wa RAH-toom TOOR) = Carry out the sacrifice according to the law.
Flere (FLAY-ray) = God
Hinthial (HIN-thee-ALL) = Spirit; Ghost
Rashna (RAHSH-nah) = Etruscan
Ruva (ROO-vah) = Brother
Spur (SPOOR) = City
Thuleri (TOO-lair-ee) = Beyond the borders
Zatlath (TSAT-lat) = Companion
Zusleva (TSOOS-lay-vah) = offering; Sacrifice
ITALIAN
Apprendista = Apprentice
Attento = Be Careful
Bravo = Well Done
Buongiorno = Good Morning; Hello
Cara = Dear
Che Caldo = How hot it is.
Ciao = hi; bye
D’accordo = agreed
È gui = He’s here
Ecco = That’s it
Eh giá = Oh Right
Grazie = Thanks; Thank You
Molto Bravo = Excellent
Permesso? = May I come in?
Si = Yes
Su, Andiamo = Come on!
Ti Adoro = I adore you.
